I Am Fated with You, Daoist Friend

After Yuanshi finished speaking, he directly brought out the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi.

The three sat upon the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, their figures turning into three streams of light as they sped toward the Purple Cloud Palace in the chaos.

This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, a perfect chance for the Three Pure Ones to take their Cultivation Levels a step further, perhaps even Attain Sagehood.

At Falling Phoenix Slope, Kong Xuan vaguely sensed that his opportunity for Transformation was near. He merely lacked one crucial stroke of fortune to bring it about.

Though that overwhelming and powerful pressure from earlier had gradually vanished without a trace, it had still left an indelible shadow in his heart, filling him with lingering fear.

"Big Brother, do you think Teacher will go listen to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's sermon?"

Great Peng looked puzzled, his eyes gleaming with a thirst for knowledge as he asked Kong Xuan.

"With such a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, Teacher naturally will not miss it lightly."

Kong Xuan pondered for a moment before slowly speaking:

"We should still devote ourselves to cultivation and strive to Transform as soon as possible, so that we may share Mother's burdens and lighten her load."

Although Kong Xuan was a living being born after the Dragon-Han Calamity, as a member of the Phoenix Clan, his True Spirit had arisen from Inherited Memory, and he knew Yuan Feng's current circumstances like the back of his hand.

He had only one thought in his heart: to rescue his imprisoned mother as soon as possible and wash away the heavy karmic burden borne by the Phoenix Clan.

Far away on the Solar Star, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun stood beneath the Fusang Tree, one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots, discussing in low voices a grand plan concerning the future of the Primordial World.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi cut an imposing figure, his features exceptionally handsome. An innate imperial aura coiled around him, while his deep eyes revealed a proud disdain for all beneath heaven, as though all things in the world lay within his grasp.

"Brother, we can take this chance to befriend the great powers of the Primordial World.

In the future, you and I brothers may yet carve out a mighty hegemony in this heaven and earth of the Primordial World."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's voice was resolute, brimming with confidence and lofty ambition.

"Mm, indeed."

Di Jun nodded slightly. Clad in red robes, his imperial aura grew ever more intense.

Simply standing there without anger, he inspired awe in all who saw him.

"Once I unite the Ten Thousand Races of the Primordial World, I may yet achieve the path of a Sage, rise above all living beings, and become the supreme ruler of this Primordial World."

Within Pangu Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had gathered together.

The powerful pressure released by Dao Ancestor Hongjun forced them to take this coming sermon seriously.

"Little Sister, what is there to hear in Old Man Hongjun's sermon?

Our Witch Clan is Pangu Orthodox. Why should we lower ourselves to listen to another's teachings?"

Zhurong's face was full of disdain, his words carrying a trace of arrogance.

"No. Since this man has already become a Sage, we should naturally go and probe into the matter. This can also be considered a way of seeking a path forward for our Witch Clan."

Houtu looked at her brothers and sisters with deep, worried eyes.

"After all, we have no Primordial Spirits, cannot use spiritual treasures, and cannot divine the secrets of heaven. Sooner or later, we may fall victim to the schemes of other living beings.

This time, I will go listen to Hongjun's sermon and ask him whether there is a method to Complete the Primordial Spirit."

Di Jiang stroked his chin and sank into thought.

After a moment, he slowly spoke:

"Fine! Since Little Sister has already decided, then Little Sister, go first and hear what Hongjun truly has to say. See whether he has a way to resolve our Witch Clan's Primordial Spirit problem.

Little Sister has been tainted the least by Sha Qi. It is good for her to go listen—perhaps she may truly find a path forward for the Witch Clan."

"Mm, Little Sister, we will accompany you, lest you be bullied at the Purple Cloud Palace."

Gonggong stepped forward, his tone carrying unquestionable determination.

After all, Houtu was their little sister. How could they rest easy letting her go to the Purple Cloud Palace alone?

Besides, the Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirits, so finding the direction and route to the Purple Cloud Palace would not be easy.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brothers, but I have decided to go alone."

Houtu gently shook her head, a trace of resolve in her voice.

"Brothers, simply wait at ease and help Little Sister take good care of the Houtu Tribe."

"Little Sister, can you truly manage alone? How about I accompany you by myself?"

Gou Mang, the Wood Ancestral Witch, stepped forward with a worried expression, his gaze full of concern.

"Rest assured, Brothers. Little Sister can go alone."

Houtu smiled faintly, a trace of confidence in her voice. "Ancestral Witches possess powerful physical bodies. Ordinary spiritual treasures can hardly harm us."

The moment the words left her mouth, Houtu regretted them somewhat. After all, Big Brother Di Jiang's physical body had once been broken, and a long scar still remained on his Dao body, constantly reminding the Witch Clan that their physical bodies were not unbreakable...

"Enough. I have just used the Time Law to glimpse a corner of the future. Little Sister will not encounter danger this time."

Zhu Jiuyin, the Time Ancestral Witch, waved his hand, cutting off everyone's worries.

"Stop worrying. Let us simply wait for good news."

If one were to ask who was the wisest of the Witch Clan, it was undoubtedly Zhu Jiuyin.

His Great Dao of the Time Law allowed him to glimpse fragments of future events, though during a Tribulation, even he could not peer into them.

Once a Tribulation arose, even a Sage found it difficult to divine the secrets of heaven.

With that said, Houtu resolutely left Pangu Temple and flew toward the chaos beyond the Thirty-three Heavens.

She transformed into a streak of light and vanished from everyone's sight.

"Hold it! Is that Daoist Friend Qing Huan ahead?"

Just as Houtu was pressing onward through the chaos, a familiar figure eased some of her tension.

She saw someone holding an umbrella above his head not far ahead.

If she could travel alongside Qing Huan, she would not have to exhaust herself searching for the Purple Cloud Palace in this chaos.

"Hm?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Qing Huan could not help turning around.

When he saw Houtu, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

"Why is it Ancestral Witch Houtu again? It seems she and I are rather fated!"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Qing Huan's mind.

"In the future, Houtu will transform herself into reincarnation and become a Sage of the Earthly Dao. From then on, Houtu will no longer be of the Witch Clan, and this will also lead to the Witch Clan's bleak fate."

He had been worrying over where to obtain Luck, and now an opportunity had come knocking.

As long as he could later serve as Great Emperor Fengdu in the Underworld and assist Houtu in perfecting the Earthly Dao—

That would be an immense amount of Merit and Luck gathering upon him!

"Ha ha, Daoist Friend Houtu, what a coincidence! It seems the fate between us is no shallow one!

Both times, it was Daoist Friend Houtu who stopped me."

Qing Huan halted, a teasing smile appearing on his face.

"Yes! I never expected us to run into each other both times."

Houtu smiled faintly and voiced her thoughts directly.

"I wonder if I might travel together with Daoist Friend?"

Though Qing Huan's words carried a teasing note, she could sense neither mockery nor malice in them.

"Fine! Who told me to be kind-hearted? Then let us head to the Purple Cloud Palace together!"

As soon as Qing Huan finished speaking, he directly brought forth the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Seven Symbols Treasure Umbrella, suspending it above himself and Houtu.

The Seven Symbols Treasure Umbrella shone brilliantly, radiating mighty power as it blocked all the surrounding chaotic Gale Wind outside.